So you’re enjoying yourself at a party and all of a sudden see an Amish lookin’ fella peering over. Whatta’ you do?

Depends on who you are I guess. Turns out, he’s not Amish at all. Name’s Davis and over a year later I’ve found he’s got more stories to tell than a gray haired grandpa formerly addicted to meth. That’s one of the many reasons why hes officially a new contributor on the Drippyfingers’ Writing Staff. It’s sounding more official every day, right? Seriously though, the guy’s legit and I vouch for him. Check out his latest post on planting peas listed in “Once It Hits Your Lips”. I had to create a whole new category called “Thoreau is My Homeboy” just for him. The bio will be up soon, but until then, bask in the Amish ambiance.